Someday May Never Come

My to-do app on my phone has three time designations – Today, Tomorrow and Someday.  I wonder about the Somedays.  I mean, it really does sound like an honest to goodness day of the week.  It would sound even more like a day of the week of we used it a little differently.  Instead of “Someday, I’d like to eat Sushi there,” it might be easier to think of Someday as an actual day of the week if it was said like this, “Does anyone want to eat Sushi there for lunch on Someday?” (It works better if you give the ‘e’ a little black Baptist preacher getting-uh worked up-uh about-uh Jesus-uh in her sermon-uh sound like “sum-uh-day”).

Someday, I would love to climb a fourteener in Colorado.  Someday, I would love to tube down the Guadalupe.  Someday, I would love to tour Viking sites in northern Europe. Someday, I would like to visit a city and only eat at places featured on “Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives” (and then spend time becoming acquainted with a cardiologist and a personal trainer).  


Someday, I would love to do all kinds of exciting things like this and more, but most of these really are the kinds of things that are best experienced with other people.  Someday, I’ll pitch one of these activities and someone will actually say they want to do it too and then we’ll actually make plans and actually have a really great story to tell! My Dad has always said that Someday, he wants to go to Alaska, but he has always been waiting for Someday to roll around.  The truth is that Someday may never come.  It’s not a real day of the week, though I tend to treat it that way.

I don’t know when the Someday tasks on my app actually roll over onto the Tomorrow screen, and then Tomorrow becomes Today. (Dont you love how it is sunny and kind of dreamy on Someday?) I don’t have anything entered on that screen, as you can see.  I think you have to actually intentionally move those Someday tasks onto an actual real day in the actual real future.  Otherwise, Someday will always just be out there in the Land of Intentions, which I imagine to be like the neon graveyard outside Las Vegas where all of the once glitzy and flashy neon signs are now rusting, broken and forgotten.  


So this leaves me with a decision.  I can plan tasks and other adventurous excursions for Someday, or I can really actually plan them for Tomorrow, or even better – for Today.  Now that puts a smile on my face.